Pollenation

~ Vanessa

…Let go,
with my seeds of love
in hand
to plant as I went,
oh the tears I cried,
that with time became
a siren song,
to which the planter
found me,
tended with me
repotted,
and helped us together
to grow.

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Published by Vanessa

Mother, WRITER, artist, student, dreamer, civil and human rights activist, humanitarian, minister in process, mystic, sentient being. I write to remember; I write to discover; I write to understand; in order to be closer/higher/connected.

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